Guitar - Cake

I'm sitting by the window of your 32nd floor apartment 
Waiting for your phone calls all to end 
I'm sitting  watching wind blow  watching time go  watching cars go by 
I'm waiting for these memories to begin 
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If I threw my guitar 
Out the window so far down 
Would I start to regret it? 
Or would I smile and watch it slowly fall  fall  fall? 
Garbage trucks and taxi cabs don't seem like they can reach me here 
The clamor of jackhammers seems so faint 
Well the way you treat me like the only slightly brings me down a lot 
I don't think that I'll ever be the same 
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